"Don't worry about this, we have a kind of fire-breathing plant in the botanical garden, I'll just move one over." As the tour guide spoke, he ran to move a red fire-breathing plant.

Anxing: "......"

Okay, roast, roast, don't blame him for not reminding them if it doesn't taste good.

However, after the fragrant baked potato chips were baked, a strong smell of barbecue instantly made An Xing's stomach growl.

An Xing was the first person to pick up the potato chips and stuff them into his mouth, the freshly baked potato chips were hot, with the red salt brought by the tour guide, the fragrance, the plants next door were crying.

An Xing didn't care about burning his mouth, so he swallowed it directly.

"Second brother, you eat slowly, it's too hot, you have to let it go for a while before you can eat it." An Tiantian couldn't help but remind.

"It's not hot, it's not hot, sister, it's a good bump." An Xing's mouth was stuffed with potato chips, and he said vaguely, wanting to reach out and take a bunch.

As a result, he was slapped away by An Song with one hand, "Who said that the gnocchi is not delicious just now, what are you doing now?" Eat a bunch and have a bunch? If you want to eat it, if you want to eat it, dig it up and skewer it yourself, you don't have any share. It's all my baby's. ”

As he spoke, An Song picked up a skewer of baked potato chips, blew them cold, and fed them to An Tiantian.

An Tiantian smelled the familiar aroma of baked potato chips, and the gluttonous worms in her stomach had already been hooked, and as soon as An Song fed her mouth, An Tiantian took a big bite.

The potatoes are baked crispy, served with red salt, and the taste is just right.

"It's delicious, grandpa, you eat it too." An Tiantian pushed it and motioned for An Song to taste it too.

An Song didn't dislike that this was An Tiantian's bite, and ate the remaining baked potato chips in two or three bites.

An Yang and the tour guide couldn't help but pick up a bunch and taste it, and when they took a bite, they were immediately conquered by the taste.

"Sister, I didn't expect this gnocchi to be quite delicious when baked." An Yang couldn't help but admire.

"yes, I didn't expect this lump to taste so good." The tour guide echoed this.

He'd been working in the botanical garden for so many years, and he'd seen the goocks digging through the lumps several times, but he hadn't cared about it again.

If it weren't for An Tiantian's proposal, he was afraid that he would never be able to taste this delicacy that grew under his nose.

An Tiantian heard the praise of the tour guide and An Yang, and raised her little head proudly.

Of course, potatoes are delicious, except for baked potato chips, potatoes are much more varied than lobsters.

French fries, potato chips, shredded potatoes, potato flour, potato rice, and chicken stew with potatoes are also delicious.

It's a pity that now I can only watch the big fat chicken swaying under my nose, but I can't eat it.

The yellow braised chicken rice with potatoes is also delicious.

An Tiantian secretly glanced at the chickens who were working hard to plow the ground, and swallowed her saliva.

Alas, I don't want to, I don't want to, I can't taste it no matter how much I think about it.

It's still more practical to eat the skewers in your hands.

"If this skewer was served with chili powder and cumin, it might taste even better." An Tiantian muttered in a low voice, you know, cumin can be said to be the soul of barbecue flavor, how can the skewers be without cumin.

"Cumin? What is this? The tour guide asked curiously.

"Ah, it's a spice, I saw it from my brother's light brain. I heard that it would add flavor to the food, so I wanted to try it. ”